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The flying sword was incredibly fast; as it sliced ​​through the rain, it emitted a sharp, piercing sound, and the scenery on either side was torn into blurry afterimages as it hurtled backward.

The rain intensified, and the sky was displaying the current state of Suzhou in real time, with the entire world seemingly shrouded in a gray haze.

The air was filled with the damp, earthy smell, mixed with the musty odor of plants that had been soaked for too long, which entered the nostrils with each breath.

The distant mountains are now only faint outlines, like a splash of ink on rice paper, as if they would be blown away by the wind if one is not careful.

Occasionally, a bolt of lightning would rip across the sky, its pale light illuminating the entire world for a fleeting moment, clearly outlining the contours of the mountains before being swallowed by deeper darkness.

Thunder followed closely behind, rumbling across the sky like some colossal object dragging heavy iron chains across the heavens, sending shivers down one's spine.

Lin Ye stood on the sword, holding the little dumpling in his arms. The wind that rushed towards them carried large raindrops, dense as arrows, pelting down, but they were all blocked by the protective bubbles on both of them.

Raindrops hit the surface of the bubble, breaking into finer mist that slid down the curved outer wall before being immediately dispersed by the wind into a fleeting wisp of smoke.

The little girl nestled in his arms, her tiny hands gripping his clothes tightly, her round eyes peeking down with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.

The roads and fields below have been completely transformed. The murky water has submerged everything, swallowing up the original villages, paths, and rice paddies, leaving only a vast expanse of muddy yellow water that seems to stretch all the way to the horizon.

The water was not calm; it was constantly rising and falling, with all sorts of debris floating on it. Some of these objects were no longer recognizable; they were just dark shadows bobbing up and down in the water.

Raindrops hit the water's surface, splashing up countless tiny droplets. Thousands upon thousands of droplets bloomed and withered simultaneously, making a continuous rustling sound.

The pattering sound seemed to drown out everything else, filling the space between heaven and earth. It was monotonous and persistent, and after listening to it for a long time, it even made people feel a little dazed.

Occasionally, a few gray-black rooftops could be seen protruding, appearing and disappearing forlornly in the rain. A little further away, the canopies of several old trees floated on the water, their branches swaying violently in the wind and rain.

As the wind swept across the water, it created ripples that washed and pounded against the scattered rooftops and tree canopies. The ripples came from afar, one after another, relentlessly.

Each ripple seemed to carry an irresistible force, splashing high into the air as it struck the rooftops and treetops before receding to be replaced by the next one.

Under such repeated erosion, the few rooftops and tree canopies appear increasingly lonely and helpless, like a few reefs in a vast ocean, which may be completely swallowed up at any time.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Douzi tightened her grip on Lin Ye's clothes, her little brows furrowed, and she buried her face in his chest as if she couldn't bear to look.

She could feel the calamity emanating from below, a violent and merciless force that made her instinctively want to escape.

But she quickly forced herself to hold back, and looked straight ahead again. She was going to be the empress, and she couldn't be afraid of these things!

Lin Ye noticed her movement, raised a hand and gently patted her back without saying a word. His palm was broad and warm, and the warmth transmitted through her clothes gave Xiao Douzi a lot more courage.

Before long, the flying sword brought the two of them to the Wei River.

The Wei River has been completely transformed. The once docile river is now a furious, yellowish-brown, with waves surging one after another, crashing against the broken banks with heavy, muffled sounds.

The sound was deep and powerful, each impact seeming to cause the ground beneath their feet to tremble slightly. When the waves crashed against the embankment, the spray rose several meters high, exploding in the air into a cloud of yellowish-brown mist before scattering down in a flurry.

The river carries mud, sand, broken logs, and even uprooted trees washed down from upstream, tumbling and bobbing in the waves.

Large patches of withered branches and leaves floated on the water, along with debris that had rolled in from who-knows-where, including broken planks, tattered rags, broken bamboo baskets, and even half a door panel.

The edges of the door panel were jagged, as if it had been forcibly torn apart by something, and the sharp, menacing splinters of wood at the break were particularly glaring in the reflection of the water.

It stood upright in the water, spun around, and was then slammed back into the water, splashing up a cloud of muddy waves.

Occasionally, a few dead animals would appear, their bellies upside down, bobbing with the waves. Their round, swollen bellies, white from being soaked in water, would gleam strangely in the mist, only to be quickly swallowed by new waves, leaving behind only a brief but unsettling shadow.

To the right was the city wall of Sucheng, which was right next to the Wei River. Lin Ye stared intently at it.

The city wall was originally built of gray-blue stone blocks, tall and thick, but now it looked as if it had been hit by some huge blunt object, with many places collapsed and had jagged gaps.

At the largest breach, city wall stones were scattered all over the ground, mixed with yellow mud, making it impossible to recognize its original appearance.

The river water was rushing into the city through the gaps, its current swift and turbulent, creating large patches of yellow splashes.

He then explored the Wei River upstream and downstream of Suzhou. The breaches in the dikes varied in size, with the largest estimated to be over a thousand meters long, which was also the breach that was constantly flooding Suzhou.

Lin Ye paused in the air and looked for a moment. The gap was so long that it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, and the river water poured out without any obstruction, as if the entire Wei River had changed its course from here.

The smaller ones are also several tens of meters long, mostly located further downstream than Suzhou. Because the large breach in Suzhou has released a lot of pressure, the situation at these smaller breaches is much better. Although water is still overflowing, flooding all the farmland nearby all the way to the official road, the current is not too rapid.

In some places, the water was only slowly seeping outwards, like a thin scab had formed on a wound, but that scab could burst open again at any moment.

Lin Ye hovered in mid-air, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He looked around and got a general idea of ​​what was going on.

He returned to the first breach in the dam at the uppermost part of the Wei River, and his flying sword slowly descended, hovering about two zhang above the water.

The river water churned beneath our feet, its yellow waves crashing against the dilapidated banks, creating a deafening roar.

Lin Ye took out his phone, selected the prefabricated flood wall, and prepared to start repairs.

[Prefabricated Floodwall: Each wall is 500 meters long and 10 meters high, made of indestructible material, and can be stacked. It automatically installs upon placement on the ground and has a ten-year lifespan. Required Shock Points: 3000.]

After clicking "Use", an option suddenly popped up on the screen.

[River detected. Enable preview mode?]

【whether】

Preview mode? Lin Ye was a little surprised; it was quite thoughtful. He immediately selected yes.